Me and my homies, we're gonna dress up in the sexiest of outfits, looking fly as f*ck! Then we'll go the club where chick are gonna be drooling over us. Birds come over to talk to us and we're gonna be like: "sorry babes, no can do. This is boys' night out."
Then we throw our wallets on the dance floor and dance in circles around them, moonwalking and safety dancing and sh*t... Grinding up on each other, making the girls suffer visually. Why, you ask? Because it boys' night out. Problem, girls?
Seriously though, why do you do that? We come in peace. Can't blame a guy for trying. Take a compliment. ;)
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